Quick Transmigration: Can This Kind of Scum Become the Chosen One?

Chapter 103 During the Famine, My Little Aunt Lived a Life of Luxury

Grandma Jiang went to check on Jiang Lian. Her daughter was still sleeping, so Grandma Jiang didn't disturb her.

He stopped yelling at Lu Cuihua and just stared at her.

Feeling uneasy under her gaze, Lu Cuihua had no choice but to quickly get down from the ground.

Jiang He's task was still to gather pig feed.

Because Da Hu was still asleep, and they were afraid he would fall off the bed or run outside, they asked Jiang Miao to stay home and watch over him.

However, Jiang Miao still had to help peel corn at home, keeping an eye on Da Hu while she worked.

Jiang He went up the mountain alone.

Although there aren't many wild vegetables on the mountain, there are quite a few medicinal herbs.

Many plants have medicinal value.

During that morning visit, the mall kept popping up pop-up messages for her, asking whether she wanted to complete the transaction.

However, these Chinese medicinal herbs have not been processed, so the price offered by the online store for recycling them is very low.

Rather than spending a pittance, Jiang He would rather store these medicinal herbs in her own space.

To allow these medicinal herbs to realize their greater value.

Jiang He plans to go back there to explore again; perhaps there will be some unexpected surprises.

Jiang He remembered that Jiang Lian had caught a pheasant and a rabbit on the mountain.

Most importantly, it's a century-old ginseng.

Once Jiang He reached the mountain, she didn't need to find her own way; the shop automatically guided her.

The chat boxes in front of me are so numerous, this online store is too greedy.

Jiang He carefully read through each message in the chat box.

Wild vegetable recycling is of little use.

He threw the Chinese medicinal herb Jiang He into his personal space.

I picked out a few of the wild fruits that tasted pretty good and kept some.

It was visibly noticeable that the vegetation behind Jiang He had thinned out considerably.

Unfortunately, Jiang He did not encounter the century-old ginseng until it got dark.

It's likely that the century-old ginseng is still being transported further, otherwise the mall would have already tried to snatch it away.

Jiang He bought a large basket of pig feed at the mall.

Jiang He was a little confused when she saw pig feed in the mall, but it wasn't surprising when she saw that even manure was being sold there.

A mall that wants everything and sells everything seems quite reasonable.

A large bundle of pig feed cost only one point, which was very cheap, so Jiang He generously bought two large bundles.

Then he took two large bundles of pig feed home.

Although it was already evening, the others had not returned.

"Sister, you're back."

Jiang Miao took the pig feed and chopped it together with Jiang He.

Jiang He took out a few sweet fruits from under the pig feed.

Jiang Miao hugged him and ran to the room.

"Sister, are you thirsty? I'll go get you some water."

Jiang Miao ran into the room and hid the fruit.

The fruit my sister picked must be sweet.

In the afternoon, Jiang Miao saw Grandma Jiang secretly eat a bite of hawthorn, and it was so sour that her teeth felt like they were going to fall out.

Later, Grandma Jiang threw all the hawthorn berries into the chicken coop.

But even the chickens disliked these hawthorn berries, pecking a small hole and then stopping.

Finally, Grandma Jiang picked up the hawthorns from the chicken coop and gave two to the pigs.

The pig, however, accepted everything offered and ate it all up with gusto.

Grandma Jiang then fed all the hawthorns to the pigs.

There's still a sour fruit smell in the pigsty.

Jiang Miao poured a glass of water for Jiang He to drink.

Jiang Lian sat at the door of the room and glanced at the two girls. These two girls really had a good relationship.

Seeing the two chopping pig feed, Jiang Lian had no intention of going to take a look, let alone helping.

Grandma Jiang didn't make her do any work.

Jiang Lian watched Da Hu playing in the mud in the yard.

This won't do either, it's too dirty.

Jiang Lian ultimately chose to continue sitting there, lost in thought.

It's good to daydream; it allows you to clear your mind and comfort your wounded heart.

When Grandma Jiang returned, the first thing she did was to check on Jiang Lian.

"Xiaolian, are you hungry? Mother is going to cook. Have a cucumber first."

Grandma Jiang took a cucumber out of the basket, washed it, and put it in Jiang Lian's hand.

Big Tiger, standing to the side, saw the cucumber and felt a bit tempted.

They looked hopefully at Grandma Jiang's basket.

But Grandma Jiang didn't take out a second cucumber and went to the kitchen.

"You two hurry up! Can't you hear the pigs squealing? If you starve them, you won't get any food either."

Before entering the kitchen, Grandma Jiang didn't forget to give the two sisters some instructions.

Da Hu watched his grandmother go inside, then looked at the cucumber in Jiang Lian's hand.

His mother gave him some yesterday, and it was delicious.

Da Hu stared at the cucumber in Jiang Lian's hand and unknowingly walked up to her.

Jiang Lian looked at Da Hu, who was standing in front of her and drooling. Was he that greedy?

"Want to eat?"

"Auntie, I want to eat."

Jiang Lian looked at the cucumber in her hand, then pinched off the stem at the end.

"Want it?"

"Thank you, Auntie."

Da Hu quickly took the cucumber stem from Jiang Lian's hand.

The handle was old and dry, but the tiger ate it with great relish.

Jiang Miao rolled her eyes when she saw Da Hu eating even the cucumber stem.

They're just like pigs, they'll eat anything.

"Xiao Miao, come in and help me start the fire, hurry up."

"Grandma, I'm coming right now."

That evening, Da Hu's treatment was restored, and he was once again given a pancake.

But Lu Cuihua only had half a pancake.

Jiang He and Jiang Miao were the same as yesterday.

The task of washing the dishes in the evening was assigned to Lu Cuihua.

Jiang He and the others then shared the sweet fruit in the room.

The following days were no different.

Jiang Lian seems to have had enough of staying at home. She has recovered from the shock of the hawthorn incident and is excited to go to the mountain again.

Jiang Lian took a different route this time; in fact, she had forgotten which route she had taken last time.

However, we didn't find anything good last time, so we might as well not go there.

Jiang Lian looked around, but she didn't really know what she was looking at.

Maybe she'll spot something special if she takes a liking to it.

Jiang He had already visited yesterday, so no dialog boxes popped up on the screen.

Suddenly a dialog box appeared on the screen.

Jiang He looked closely and spotted a pheasant a hundred meters ahead.

pheasant?

Are there pheasants in this area?

Jiang He glanced at Jiang Lian, who was still looking around, but she was heading in the direction of the pheasant.

Could it be that the pheasant came specifically for her?

The mountain was covered with trees, which obscured the pheasants.

But the pheasant's call had already reached us.

Jiang Lian paused upon hearing the sound.

"Xiao He, did you hear anything?"

Jiang Lian said softly.

"Auntie, I think I heard a chicken crowing. Could it be that someone's chickens have escaped?"

"You heard that too? Xiao He, you have to remember, the chickens on this mountain are wild chickens, not wild chickens that ran away from other people's homes."

Jiang Lian was somewhat excited; it seemed she hadn't misheard—there really were chickens.

If she's encountered a chicken, it can only be a wild chicken; she doesn't recognize any other people's chickens.

Jiang Lian slowly walked forward.

The rooster would crow every now and then, as if pointing the way, calling out, "I'm here, I'm here."

Jiang Lian has already seen the chicken.

He ran over excitedly.

Jiang He also saw it; the chicken's feet and wings were tangled in a pile of weeds, making it impossible for it to fly away.